Now, THAT’S What I Call a Designated Driver!

I’m sure I’m not the only parent of a college-age offspring home on break who — while happy to see their kids going out at night with their friends — worries just a little about whether they’re being responsible.

In my son’s case, it helps that one of his best friends is a cadet at the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs.

As my son put it, “If they trust my friend to fly a $100 million jet . . . he’s probably OK as our designated driver.”

Umm . . . OK.



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